Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"By the way, Jun Moyan, what were you talking to your father just now?"

"Nothing, it's just that I can be sure that the tattoo on my body is the ghost of the blood crow, and it should have nothing to do with my birth."

"So your father doesn't even know about your tattoo?"

"Ok."

As they said, they arrived at Jun Moyan's residence, where Qing Yi was waiting.

After the three got into the car, Tsing Yi started the engine, turned the front of the car and drove away from Jun's house.

"What's the matter with the woman surnamed Ji?" Jun Moyan asked.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Jun seems to have known that we would take action on Ji Hongyan, so I sent a lot of bodyguards to protect Ji Hongyan personally. I looked for a few opportunities but I couldn't get started. They made up their minds to take that Ji Hongyan. Place by your side."

"..." Jun Moyan didn't reply.

Late at night

A cloud of black gas appeared in the dark secret room, and the black gas condensed into a human form.

Ye Yin looked at the man who was sitting on the ice bed, concentrating on refining something, and did not disturb, but waited quietly...

Half an hour later, the man regained his strength and filled the few red pills he made into a small porcelain bottle.

Seeing that the man had been staring at the small porcelain bottle, Ye Yin's expression was still a little weird, and he asked curiously:

"Master, what is this?"

The man returned to his senses, holding the small porcelain bottle in his hand, did not answer, but asked instead:

"How's things going?"

Ye Yin's palm spread out, and a red umbrella-shaped artifact appeared in his palm.

Ye Yin returned the soul-gathering umbrella to the man and said: "There is no lady's remnant soul in the underworld, either it has disappeared or is still floating in it. It's just that the world is so big, it's really hard to find it."

"..." After hearing this, the man fell silent.

The palm of his hand slowly clenched into a fist, and his expression was sad.

He looked at his wrist that had just been cut and bleeding for the purpose of refining medicine, and murmured: "Ying'er..."

"Master, don't be sad, madam is yours, no one can take it away."

"Others **** her, I can **** it back, but she wants to go with others, how do you let me **** it?"

Why is the princess of the cat clan Yinger, so many demons, so many people, fairies, and demons in this world, why is she just like her?

Thousands of years ago, his love with Yinger was blocked by various parties, and they killed Yinger...

Thousands of years later, he still refused to let them go.

Let them have different paths in other ways.

But I want to be with the one I love, why is it so difficult?

Immortals cannot fall in love.

What about demons and demons?

He looked at the small porcelain bottle with pills in his hand, slightly surprised.

Ying'er, if you also become a demon and we are the same, no one can stop us?

We are together, is it right?

"Master, you have to believe in Madam's feelings for you. He and that person will not be together."

"...I believe her."

He believed her, as long as she was still Yinger, he believed her a thousand times.

"Master, the subordinate has something to report."

"Say."

"The subordinates went to the underworld this time, although they did not find the remnant soul of the wife, but the subordinate saw a trace of the remnant soul of Gu Yao."

"Gu Yao?"

"Well, it's Gu Sheng's sister."

"She's dead?"

"No, she is still alive. The subordinates asked the judge of the underworld and found out that Gu Sheng had been to the underworld three years ago."

"Gu Sheng to the underworld?" The man frowned, puzzled and surprised.

"Gu Yao committed suicide three years ago. She died once and her soul went to the underworld. It was Gu Sheng who went to the underworld to retrieve her soul, but the soul had not been found."